However, Wei Fu later discovered that the exercises that the man gave him were just exercises that the other party deliberately made in order to experience Hongchen and was reluctant to position the prime minister.

In the end, he would be sucked into the memory of the other party and die, which made it difficult for Wei Fu to accept, so he began to disobey the yang and the yin, and secretly strengthened his strength in order to save his junior sister.

Wei Fu used the method of blood sacrifice to advance all the way from the Mortal Realm, until when he broke through the Soldier Embryo Realm, he met Mo Jue and them.

"Since the heavens don't favor me, then I'll be my own heaven!"

Wei Fu said this sentence more than once, and this is also the origin of the Heavenly Mandate Palace.

At the last moment of his life, Wei Fu chose to throw his experience to Mo Jue, because he knew that people like Mo Jue would not sit idly by.

Of course, there are selfishness, but it is not an exaggeration to say that it is an opportunity, after experiencing Wei Fu's life, Mo Jue's state of mind has stabilized by a few points.

"There will be pity for the hateful..."

Mo Jue, who came to his senses, looked at Wei Fu's corpse and muttered something in his mouth.

In this difficult battle, he won after all!

But then it's difficult, the weak Mo Jue can't move, and even the city hasn't arrived yet, and the surroundings are in a mess, which is basically the same as the situation in the Demon Rejection City.

Let Mo definitely be a little suspicious, how can he go to a problem?

It feels like bad luck has come to me, and even when I go home, I will become like this.

Just when Mo Jue was thinking wildly, the emotions that had been suppressed in the battle suddenly exploded.

Powerlessness, guilt, anger...

These negative emotions frantically encroached on Mo Jue's mind, and this was the people of a city, and it only took one night to become like this.

[If I had been more cautious, wouldn't it have been better?]

No one can tell Mo Jue this answer, everything is a foregone conclusion, and the assumptions are all false.

Suddenly, there was a small noise in the ruins in the distance, which was particularly noticeable in the quiet atmosphere.

Several old men slowly walked out of the ruins and came to Mo Jue.

Among them were the old women, who were more or less wounded, apparently affected by the battle.

There were originally dozens of old men, but now there are only a few people left, and the fate of the rest can be imagined.

"Grandma... I... I'm sorry..."

Mo Jue let out a hoarse voice, these old men put their hopes on them, but now it was this situation, he felt that he had no face to face these gray-haired old men.

As soon as these words came out, those old men immediately showed anger on their faces, and even shouted angrily: "Are you embarrassed to say, you will return my grandson's life!"

As he spoke, he raised his leg and kicked Mo Jue's body, the force of this kick was very light, so light that Mo Jue didn't feel any pain at all.

But this directly made Mo Jue a little broken, he didn't understand why the person who was still kind before became like this in the blink of an eye.

He obviously tried his best, he obviously defeated Wei Fu, and he obviously rescued them!

[Is this human nature?]

A question grew in Mo Jue's heart, although he had been in many battles before, this was the first time he had faced the ugliness of human nature.

The old man punched and kicked Mo Jue, but the others did not dissuade him, but a few people joined in.

These fists and kicks of insignificant power fell on Mo Jue's heart one by one, making him ask himself.

Is it worth it? Is it worth it to work hard to save these people?

It is true that the city was destroyed, and few people survived, but wouldn't the situation be worse if Mo didn't care about it?

"My sword is drawn only for protection..."

"Such an ugly person is not worthy of my protection..."

These two sentences kept flashing alternately in Mo Jue's mind, and his Dao heart was also a little shaky.

At this time, it was the time when Mo Jue was at his most vulnerable, and the emotions that had been suppressed exploded intensively, and it was even worse to encounter this situation.

Wisps of black light stretched out from Mo Jue's palms and clinged to his body.

Taiyin Xuanshui and even Yin things, just the extremely cold meaning that wafted out could affect Mo Jue's mind, not to mention that he had just used a drop of Taiyin Xuanshui.

If left unchecked, Mo Jue will probably fall into the evil path.

At this critical juncture, a man stood up and pulled back Mo Jue, who had stepped into the evil path with one foot.

It was the first old woman Mo Jue met when he first entered the city, only to see her coming from a distance, squeezing through the crowd and blocking Mo Jue, and shouted:

"What are you doing? How can you treat the little fairy like this? Get out!"

As she spoke, she raised the crutches in her hand and glanced at the people around her, but whenever one person stepped forward, it was estimated that they would have to be hit with a cane.

Mo Jue, who was protected by her, was stunned, and the old woman's grandson also died in this battle, but at this moment she stood up to speak for Mo Jue.

But how could the other old men give up, and the first old man to do it said even more suspiciously: "Get out of the way, otherwise your old bones won't be beaten!"

The threat was obvious, but the old woman didn't back down, silently standing in front of Mo Jue.

"Okay, okay, people can't be resurrected after death, what's the point of comparing with a wasted person?

At this time, an old man who had been silent for a long time spoke.

As soon as these words came out, those people immediately kept silent, which shows that this old man has a very high prestige on weekdays.

But even so, this person directly called Mo Jue a 'waste person', and it can be seen that this person's character is not very good.

"Hmph, boy, you're lucky, let's go. ”

The few people who did it left a sentence and turned to leave, and in the blink of an eye, only Mo Jue and the old woman were left.

Mo Jue made a 'short-sighted' conclusion to them in his heart, although his current injuries could not be cured in the eyes of ordinary people, as if his life was imminent.

What they didn't know, however, was that it wouldn't take long for the monk to recover from such an injury, not to mention that Liancheng was still on his way to come.

Just as Mo Jue was thinking about this, the old woman turned around, squatted in front of Mo Jue, and whispered, "Child, it hurts, right?"

A simple sentence made Mo Jue feel very uncomfortable, so he could only reply gloomily: "Grandma, I'm fine, don't worry..."

After dealing with Wei Fu, Mo Jue has been running the exercises to heal his injuries, and now he has begun to get better, but it will take some time to resume his actions.

The old woman was slightly relieved to see that Mo Jue's face was indeed a little better, and said in her mouth: "Child, don't care about them, they are actually not bad..."

Maybe she felt that her statement was untenable, not to mention that Mo would never believe it, she herself didn't believe it, so she stopped halfway through her words.

At this time, the old woman was still excusing those people, and they had planned to clean up with the old woman.

"Grandma, where are you going to live after that?"

Thinking of this, Mo Jue hurriedly changed the topic, and if he continued, not only would it be bad for the old woman, but even Mo Jue might not be able to help but retaliate against them.

He can see that those old men are just seeing that Mo Jue is seriously injured and has difficulty moving, and he uses him as an outlet for his emotions, and he will regret it after a while.

But if you hit someone and leave, how can there be such a good thing?

It is undeniable that when encountering such a thing, Mo Jue's psychology has undergone indescribable changes.

If he hadn't been unable to move just now, there was really no guarantee that something would have happened.

At this moment, Mo Jue felt his body light, and the old woman's rough hand helped him up, and then actually carried him up.

"Grandma, what are you doing?"

Mo Jue asked suspiciously, not understanding the old woman's intentions.

The latter, trembling as he walked, replied, "You are so badly injured, you need to find a place to rest." ”

This statement is obviously untenable, but Mo will never continue to ask, but will be silent.

In fact, the old woman's intentions are easy to guess, but she is afraid that those old men will go and return to his detriment.

If that's the case, Mo definitely won't let them go this time, after all, he will be able to barely resume his actions in a while.

Thinking of this, Mo Jue poured a wisp of aura into the old woman's body, so that maybe the latter would be more comfortable, and this was the only thing he could do now.

The old woman carried Mo Jue on her back for a while before letting him go.

Maybe this is only a short distance for Mo Jue, but for the old woman, it is a big burden.

I saw her gently put Mo Jue on the ground, and then slowed down for a long time before relieving herself.

If Mo had not continued to inject aura into the old woman's body, the situation would have been even worse.

Of course, the old woman didn't know about this situation, but she felt that this time it was easier to carry ink than ordinary walking.

"Ah, I don't have to, they can't help me. ”

Looking at the old woman's thin body, Mo Jue was still a little unbearable after all, and opened his mouth to persuade.

Along the way, Mo Jue also wanted to dissuade the other party, but he also knew that the old woman seemed to be kind-eyed, but in fact she was a very stubborn person, and she couldn't persuade her.

At this time, in the eyes of the old woman, Mo Jue was no longer the high-flying little fairy, but a very sensible child.

After such a difficult battle, for the end of their serious injuries, they were treated like this by those people, and even if they were old women, they couldn't swallow this breath.

Doesn't Mo have the ability to resist? No, he does!

Those who are dying of old age only need a little strength to deal with them, but Mo never chooses to do so, but bears it silently.

Thinking of this, the old woman sighed and said, "Alas, in fact, you don't have to care so much, at least I don't blame you." ”

The old woman's granddaughter was also not rescued, so she had a say in the matter, but she could not think of words of comfort.

Listening to the old woman's words, Mo Jue lowered his head and was silent.

What those old people did, Mo Jue couldn't forget in a short time, but the old woman's words still brought him a trace of warmth.